Frank and Gerard have been through a lot. It's not until they meet when everything goes downhill. Nothing seems to be going right. At least they're just as messed up as each other. A Frerard and a bit of Rikey fanfic.

So, I began writing this story when I was around 14 or 15. Im not sure why I was writing about things so dark at that age, but I was. If you choose to read this fic, please bear in mind that it is very dark. This story contains mentions of SA, self-harm, physical and emotional abuse and murder. It is also currently unfinished, with the last part having been added in June of 2020. Gerard is a serial killer in this story.

Frank is perfectly happy with his boring, day-by-day job at Starbucks, serving randoms and regulars. He's perfectly happy with seeing Gerard-the chubby, shy man who is either there all day drawing or gone by ten a.m.-every day, and he's perfectly happy to take his order-a double-whip non-fat with soy-and tell his coworkers to make it. Gerard has a crush. He knows nothing about the guy, only that his name is Frank, he's really short, he has beautiful eyes and he dreads his hair. He also plays guitar, from what Gerard can understand about Frank griping about his band's shit performance once in a while and how he popped a string and didn't have any back-ups. Gerard is okay with liking someone he knows nothing about. Gerard is not, however, okay when he stays late one day and sees Frank get all blushy when some guy in dick-shades comes to pick Frank up. And he's definitely not okay when Frank soon starts to show up with bruises and starts to inch away from everyone-especially Gerard.

Gerard and Mikey Way get bullied. They move to a whole different town after their mother gets transferred and have to go to a new school. Will this school be like the last? [DISCLAIMER: I don't own My Chemical Romance, I just own the story line.]

Frank Iero meets a priest after being caught in a storm. But this priest turns out to be something that Frank thought was impossible, but then again, everything is not what it seems. No one is who they seem to be. Never know if someone is human or not.

Two boys move into the Iero house as foster kids. The younger brother is like a parental figure for his older brother who lost most of his memory and developed a mental disorder after an accident. But Frank Iero is there to help the older brother through a lot of things and surprisingly, the older brother begins to trust Frank more than he trusts his younger brother.